A 3 legged steak thief

I took 6 pieces of chicken, 3 pieces of pork loin and 2 small steaks out of the reefer and got them ready to bar-b-que just like Sweetie told me to.

With my loyal bar-b-que helper, Penny, by my side, we were on the back deck getting the coals going and adding a few Jack Daniels coals to the mix, when out of the corner of my eye I spot a light tan front dog leg creep up over the ledge of the counter and snag one of the steaks! I was dumbfounded!!!! A steak thief was loose in our neighbourhood, and what was worse was they were in our house!! I had to get into the house and save Charlie and Shelby from those dirty rotten so and so’s that stole our steak. I got into the house through the master bedroom, crept silently down the hall. As I got closer to the living room I saw the garage door was closed and locked from the inside and so was the front door! I frantically looked for Charlie and Shelby and that’s when I saw the thief or thieves…Charlie was chewing as fast as his little Cocker jaws were able to move and over behind the kitchen island was the dreaded 3 legged steak thief herself…IT WAS SHELBY, yes that Shelby, the Petite Princess Shelby smacking her lips!

I can’t express the feelings that I experienced. How could this have happened, where had her mother, AKA the maid, and I, AKA the chauffeur, had gone so wrong. What had we done to deserve this? And then I remembered…yes, how could I forget, it must have been Charlie that put her up to it. Sure, Charlie is shorter and not quite agile enough to pull it off so he got Shelby to do his dirty work for him!!! I bet you a another steak that Charlie learned these kinds of things when he was doing hard time in the Sonoma County dog jail.

I told Sweetie as soon as she got home what happened, Ha!!! she laughed, I bet you the ex-con put her up to it! Your son, why is he always my son when he does something wrong, your son, had to be the one to put her up to it. She would never do anything like that on her own.

Well, we sat down to eat, minus 1 steak, and as I looked at Shelby, she hopped onto the couch, made herself comfortable, and instead of facing us as she lay there, she rolls over and faces the back of the couch and gives us the “butt!” Couldn’t/Wouldn’t even face us, pretends she’s not feeling well, got a tummy ache, does not even move when we called her, but as soon as she hears there are tiny pieces of steak being cut, she bounds from the couch and heads for the kitchen doing the “Tripawd Twirl” as she zero’s in on the maid as she cuts the last of the steak. Then, her and Charlie sit like 2 little angles staring at Penny and I as we munch on little, tiny slivers of steak. I’m pretty sure I saw Penny smirk at her little sister as I told Penny what a good dog she was and would she like another piece of steak?

Shelby!! Ha! Does that mean you’ve lost the “Princess” part to your name? 😉

Maggie did that once with a whole cooked roast on the side of my brother-in-laws counter…I told him he’d better move it!

Tracy, Maggie’s Mom

By: krun15 on February 10, 2010 at 3:09 pm

Obviously you are negelcted and underfed- otherwise the Shelby I know would never take food… well she did take a lot of snacks at the last meet up. Hummm, maybe a trend.

By: gineej on February 10, 2010 at 4:39 pm

made me smile…….she has good taste!!

By: anyemery on February 10, 2010 at 9:00 pm

Hilarious! I grew up with a golden named Christy. We decided she had an evil twin living in the house unbeknownst to us. Whenever someone saw a golden in the house doing something bad, like eating a steak, it was always blamed on Christy’s evil twin sister… who evidently looked just like her, but did all the bad stuff. Christy would never do anything wrong! I wonder if Shelby has an evil twin hiding out somewhere?? 🙂